Warnings: Slight Sexual Content, Implied Sexual Thoughts, Dominant Outlaw Confirmed, Kidnapping, Restraining/Binding, Binding Kink ( 👀), Punishment, Outlaw having Intrusive Thoughts, Forced Proximity (And They Were Roommates), No Pronouns Used For Reader Except 'You'.
♡ He has you tied down to a chair so quickly you don't even get the chance to feel the wind being knocked out of you.
♡ Yandere Outlaw hasn't survived this long by letting pretty little things like you turn the tables on him. And if his unwavering strength and endurance aren't enough to confirm that, his knotting skills are.
♡ "Thought ya could pull the wool over my eyes, didn'tya," the Outlaw drawls, pulling the rope tight over your wrists, panting, recovering from your frolic with freedom.
♡ He leans in, close enough that you can smell the rock-beaten freshness of his shirt, can feel the warmth of his anger radiating against your skin.
♡ "Suppose I'll just have to discipline ya. Make ya nice and obedient."
♡ Despite the low, husking tone of his voice, the quiet promise of promiscuity in his drawl, Outlaw's rendition of punishment comes as... solitude.
♡ He leaves you tied to that chair for hours, riding off into the desert, leaving you with nothing to entertain you save for your thoughts and the wonderings of what he'd do to you when he returned.
♡ You might view this as a cold, calloused method of behavioural conditioning. Starving you, not letting you stretch your legs or go to the bathroom.
♡ Of course, the punishment is still horrific. But, rather unintentionally so.
♡ You see, in the moments between Outlaw's two-minute tango between you, himself and his rope, something in his brain had switched. Snapped.
♡ Having you look up at him with wide eyes as you writhed beneath his touch, the burn of the rope, the pleas starting to fall from between your lips for him to let you go, stirred something in him. A primal frenzy. A dark need.
♡ Yandere Outlaw can't think straight, his mind flooding with involuntary ideas, notions of what he could do with – to – you while you're bound and at his mercy.
♡ He doesn't know what happened; why having your body pressed so closely to him in such a thrashing, violent, desperate encounter has left him with a heavy burden in his heart and in...other places.
♡ He's wrangled captives before and they've never had the same licentious effect as you did. Then again, he's never kept a captive for this long, either. And certainly not willingly.
♡ Yandere Outlaw eventually returns, the thought of you helpless in that chair weighing heavy on his mind all day, taking him down avenues and annals of thought he'd only have the opportunity to explore under the cover of darkness.
♡ Of course, he was concerned that you must be hungry by now. Thirsty, too.
♡ That, and...
♡ How there'd be nothing to stop him from having his way with you.
♡ Yandere Outlaw shakes his head, his horse letting out a puff, as if she could read his mind. Don't, she told him.
♡ "Don't worry," he said, voice quiet. He patted her mane, rubbed the space between her ears. "I won't."
♡ Upon Yandere Outlaw's return, he cuts you loose. He doesn't apologise, but his silence is thick enough with the accent of shame that you can tell he regrets, in whatever slim capacity, what he's done.
♡ He puts together a simple meal tonight, either for a lack of trusting that you won't spike his meal with one of the earth's thousand natural poisons, or as an apology for his actions.
♡ That night, as you lay next to the Outlaw in bed, your hands and legs bound to the bedposts, the Outlaw looks over you. Watches you.
♡ He doesn't know why the image of you being tied up hadn't aroused him as much as it had earlier. Especially now, of all times, with you sleeping beside him, entirely incapable of defending yourself if he acted on his primal desires.
♡ Perhaps it was the thrill of the prospect of having everything on the line, of losing you. Perhaps it was the display of his strength, his ability to make you do whatever he pleased through physical force alone.
♡ Yandere Outlaw tried to dampen his thoughts by placing his hat over his face; to stop the heat he was certain made his cheeks glow in the pitch blackness of the cabin.
♡ And to stop the onslaught of another issue.
♡ Taking a dip in the cold waters of the river this time of night didn't much appeal to him. Especially when he could indulge himself a little longer in the image of you gagged, bound and entirely his.
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